As they continued to enjoy their desserts, a shadow passed over the window. Nathan’s instincts flared, but he brushed it off, not wanting to ruin the mood. However, a sense of unease settled in the pit of his stomach.“Nathan, are you okay?” Lena asked, noticing the shift in his demeanor.“Yeah, just... thought I saw something,” Nathan replied, forcing a smile. “It's Probably nothing.”But the uneasy feeling persisted. He glanced around the bistro, his eyes catching a group of men entering. They moved with a purpose, and Nathan’s heart sank as he recognized Yuta, Kim’s bodyguard, leading them.“Lena, Miss Elenor get down!” Nathan shouted, flipping the table over to provide some cover.The bistro erupted into chaos as Yuta and his men opened fire. Patrons screamed and scrambled for cover. Nathan pulled his gun and returned fire, trying to protect Lena and Miss Elenor. The gang members were ruthless, their attacks precise and merciless. Lucky men also stormed into the restaurant they

The Lucky estate was filled with dead silence. Only the morning of the Lucky’s family members could be heard.Trisha sat near the couch. She had tissue paper in her hands as she was trembling. His expression showed stoic sadness, with dark and empty eyes."Trisha," Max said softly, his voice steady but low. "We need to be strong. For Grandma Elenor."Trisha shook her head, her voice breaking. "I can't, Max. They even took Lena, how am I supposed to deal with this?"Max's grip on her shoulder tightened slightly. "We will save Lena, just like we did last time. And we will honor my grandma’s memory by staying strong. Just like my Dad would have wanted."Trisha's tears flowed freely as she buried her face in her hands. "It's not fair. It's just not fair."Bucky had been pacing back and forth living room, his face red with anger. He faced Max "Why aren't you crying, Max? Do you even care that Grandma Elenor's gone?" He said in a harsh tone.Max's jaw tightened. "Of course I care, Bucky. Bu

The sky was overcast, matching the somber mood at the Lucky family estate. The garden, usually vibrant and full of life, felt muted under the gray clouds. Relatives, both close and distant, came together for Miss Elenor Lucky's private funeral, displaying sorrowful expressions on their faces. The fragrance of lilies and roses filled the air as the flowers were carefully placed around the casket.Max, the CEO and leader of the Lucky family, stood at the forefront with a blend of firm resilience and profound sorrow evident on his face. He inhaled deeply before moving ahead to speak to the grieving crowd.Max started by saying “ Thank you all for coming to the private funeral service. Grandma Elenor meant a lot to all of us, her presence in all of how lives was calm but full of care. She illuminated our lives, symbolizing hope and love. Her generosity, her joy, her energy... these are qualities we will always hold close to our hearts.”Trisha, with red eyes from tears, held onto Sarah ti

As the sun set at the Lucky mansion, shadows spread over the garden with a special memorial spot for Miss Elenor. With his hands in his pockets, Max stood at the edge of the garden, watching the flickering candles. His sister's absence was a large, painful injury, fresh and sore.Trisha quietly neared, her steps almost inaudible on the gravel road. "Max?"He turned, his eyes meeting hers. "Hey, Trisha."She gave him a small, sad smile. "I thought I'd find you here."Max nodded, his gaze returning to the candles. "It's peaceful here. Feels like she's still with us, in a way."Trisha stepped closer, her hand brushing his arm. "She is. In our hearts."He glanced at her, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "You miss her a lot, don't you?"Trisha's eyes filled with tears. "She was my only parent figure. I don't know how to do this without her."Max wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. "We'll find a way. Together."Trisha leaned into him, her voice barely a whi

Flash back to the day of Miss Eleanor's deathThe sudden, jarring impact threw Lena forward, slamming her head against something hard. A sharp pain bloomed behind her eyes, and for a moment, the world spun in a dizzying blur. Before she could even process the shock, rough hands grabbed her, pulling her away from the chaos. The last thing she saw, a horrifying image burned into her mind, was Miss Elenor falling, a dark stain spreading across her white dress, the sound of the gunshot echoing in her ears."No! Miss Elenor!" Lena screamed, but a thick, rough hand clamped over her mouth, muffling her cry. Another hand yanked her arms behind her back, tying them tight with something scratchy. A blindfold was shoved over her eyes, plunging her into instant darkness. The smell of stale cigarettes and something metallic filled her nose, making her stomach churn.She was shoved into what felt like a small, cramped space. The air was thick and heavy, each breath a struggle. She heard the slam of